Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
Fretted

Jerricco is disturbed because Damara's body continues to move restlessly. He opened his eyes to see Damara. “It's night, sleep.”

When Jerricco Damara opened his eyelids, he could not sleep. “I've tried My Lord, but not unusual.”

Jerricco devoured Damara's lips gently, long enough for them to let go of the union of their lips.

“Don't think too negatively and assume new people are my enemies, you will never feel calm if you think like that.” Jerricco knows Damara is still thinking about Mark, let alone tomorrow they will meet to take the DNA test results.

“Not only that, but I don't know what to do with Mark. Especially tomorrow it will be proven if I'm his biological son.”

Jerricco removed Damara's wet lips as a result of the union of their lips. “If she's nice to you eat be nice to her.”

Damara did not answer Jerricco's words he chose to hug Jerricco's body. It was actually not only Mark who was interfering with his thoughts, but his stomach felt a little different than usual.

That morning Damara woke up first, he slowly got out of his bed. He chose to clean his body before preparing breakfast for Jerricco.

Damara struggled in the kitchen for quite a while just making the sandwich as usual, only this time Damara made it a little different.

The sandwich for him has been served on the table assisted by the servants. If you want to know where the waiters who talk about Damara are now they are cleaning the kitchen Damara used to make breakfast for Jerricco.

From the seat at the dinner table Damara still heard them talking about her. From their remarks Damara only concluded that the waiter insulted the results of his food and bet that Jerricco did not like the sandwich he made.

Damara looked at his sandwich, deliberately wearing the leatherless bread he had baked on the roasting. If he usually pastes cheese and meat this time Damara makes it a sweet sandwich accompanied by a cup of cafe latex results from a mixture of espresso and milk.

He chose cafe latex because he thought this drink was not too sweet and suitable in combination with a sweet sandwich.

Damara looked at Jerricco who looked smiling as he looked at the breakfast on the dining table. Maybe after the wedding it was the first time Damara made breakfast for Jerricco.

“Thank you dear.”

Damara took one of his sandwiches and fed Jerricco. “How does my sandwich taste My Lord?” damara asked in the tone she made as puffy as possible. Damara purposely asked such a thing to silence their evil mouth,

“Il gusto del panino in ottimo.”

Damara's smile grew even more when he heard Arvan's reply praising him in Italian. He glanced at the servant who was shaking himself now looking down deeply.

Jerricco knew Damara glanced at the two maids who were standing not far away. The CCTV footage should have convinced Jerricco to dismiss the two maids. But there was something interesting that surprised him. There are foreigners who pay them to give up their loyalty to him and give any information to their new employer.

Jerricco will make sure the two servants get the right punishment if everything is done. Bribe by mouthful he received until the sandwich Damara made was finished.

“Honey, I'll accompany you to meet Mark.” Jerricco looked at Damara's radiant face.

“Thank you My Lord.”

Damara's face looks adorable without hesitation Jerricco devoured Damara's lips which managed to make him an endless addiction.

It felt like Damara wanted to refuse but it was too late now that he was just following Jerricco's game.

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Il gusto del panino. (The sandwich taste is amazing)